I knew I should cut her some slack, but the wounds were still open and oozing.I spent a lot of time on the computer that night. I sent an email to Mar...y and one to Sarah asking if she had another bed frames. Then I went to bed.When the phone rang the next morning, I was in the shower. It was sitting on the charger, and my ass was dripping, so I let it go directly to voice mail. I washed my hair as the phone took the message.I had an idea who the call was from, so I even prepared my cereal. Before I knew it, I found myself in a chatroom. This was a fascinating experience. People posted some of the most erotic pictures I had ever seen. Where do people find these images, I wondered? My screen was filled with naked women and sexy men. There were girls giving blow jobs and others getting fucked. My breath quickened as I continued to scroll through the pictures. My robe fell off my shoulders, which left my nipples bare and erect. I began to pinch and pull at them. How I wanted to be. Our time together was great, wonderful in fact. Jack was a wonderful lover, kind, considerate, sweet, but he always seemed to be holding some part of his heart back. I knew he had been hurt deeply, by his ex-wife, but I was not her. When I asked him about it, one night after he had made love to me, he laughed off my concerns, saying he had a great deal on his mind. When I pressed the issue the next morning, as we made breakfast for the boys, he said we were "okay". I took him at his word,. The two went downstairs and into the family room. Their parents were sitting next to one another on the couch talking."We just came down to say goodnight and thank you for the great birthday," Jack said."Yeah, thanks a lot. Everything was wonderful." You two are welcome," their dad said. "Sit down for a minute, your mom and I want to talk to you two."Jack and Kim sat on the other couch and waited for their parents to speak. Don put his hand on Marge's leg and rubbed it softly."I don't really.